Miracles

I am so blessed to be given the opportunity to love this wee one, who is not mine by birth, but by love. I cherish the moments that I am able to sit in the NICU holding this precious baby, singing lullabies, and praying over her. She, along with my other six children, are the greatest gifts I could have ever asked for.

There are some that do not understand why my husband and I would choose to foster/adopt such a medically fragile child, as our own. They ask of us "do you know what the possibilities are for her to have significant developmental problems?", "do you know what you are doing?", "have you really thought about your and your other kids' futures if you adopt her?"

While we understand the concern is out of love for us, we do know. We know that Olivia was created by God, for a special purpose. We know that God gave His son, Jesus Christ, as a sacrifice, for all of us, so that we may have life eternal. We know that this road we are on is not going to be easy, and has already been filled with heartache. We know that each step we take, on this journey of adopting out of foster care, God is with us. I am not standing on my soap box, in judgement of those who do not walk the same path as us. I am not standing on my soapbox thinking that I am better than anyone else. We are all called by God to serve in different ways. This is our calling.

I have many moments of doubt, and ask myself why...why did we do this. The answer lies in the "I lub you mom" that our almost 3 year old says to me, as I pray with him each night. The answer lies in the bear hug from our 16 month old, and the big wet kiss that is planted on my cheek. The answer lies in the love that I see in my four bio kids, as they embrace their new brothers and pray for their new baby sister.

While we have many unanswered questions, and many unknowns in our future, I know that Christ's unending love for us, and His strength will be our strength along this journey. For this, I am so thankful.